I shield my eyes from the darkness of the world, it's government, it's people. And open my arms to the warmth the light brings with it.
I hold my breath in the midst of the noisy crowd,
so that silence may be the only time I am truly able to breath.
I cover my ears to the sirens
and cries of sorrow,
so that my words
may heal the open wounds.
I cry tears so that others may know that it's ok to feel weak, alone,
or less than.
I feel pain to remind myself
of how precious this life is.
I feel love to remember
what we live for.
And I love you..
because it feels right ♥️
- Me (2/15/20)
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How I Really Feel
PoesiaShort stories and poems, most of which are written at some of my lowest points. I've been writing a lot and sharing it to my Instagram, but I figured I'd give my inner thoughts for you here to look at. I'm going to be starting from the beginning, fr...
